The Beginning of the End

The beginning of the end Pt 35 continued

"What kind of weapons" I ask.

He smirks.

"A few grenades, couple machine guns, pistols, rifles, a sword" He says.

My eyes widen.

"Seriously" I say.

He nods.

"I stole the weapon truck" he says.

I smile.

"Lets go check it out" I say.

He nods.

"Its parked in the back" he says.

We walk out to the truck, dragging along a few others.

He opens it revealing crates full of weapons.

"Unfortunetaly you can not take all of them" He says.

I nod.

I climb into the truck and dig around. Machine guns, daggers, a crate full of just pistol ammo, a sword, rifles, a bow....

"So take your pick, you can take a couple for each person" he says.

I nod.

Decisions, decisions....

I grab a machine gun, a few magazines with ammo, a few pistols, and a few grenades.

I get out and set my things down.

Steven thinks.

"Pick a few more" he says.

I stare at him then sigh and climb back into the truck. I grab a mini gun and a few throwing knives.

"Think im good now" I say.

He gives me a crate to carry my stuff in and I walk inside.

"Everyone else can go get some" he says.

Everyone goes outside and I walk up to my room. I hide the box under the bed and watch out the window.

Brian grabs all the big weapons. Carl grabs a baseball bat and a pistol. Jessie grabs the bow and a machine gun. Janie grabs the sword and a few pistols. Tyler grabs a mini gun, a machine gun, a pistol, and a few grenades. Glenn grabs a pistol and a rifle. James grabs the other mini gun and a few daggers.

"Thats more than I thought but its fine" Steven says.

I walk down to the main floor. 

"So what about the rest of the weapons?" I ask.

He sighs.

"I gotta bring em back" he says.

Everyone looks at Negans men.

"Your just going to bring them back to them, give them more weapons to use against us?" I ask.

He nods.

"Unfortunetaly I have to" he says.

I shake my head.

"No you dont" I say.

He nods.

"Yes I do, and if you dont like that then give all of them back," he says, "I am already risking our lives just to give you those few little weapons"

I sigh.

"Ok, go now please....and thanks for the weapons" I say.

He nods and they pile into the truck and leave.

"Why would he help us then give them weapons to use against us?" I ask.

James stands beside me.

"He has a point" he says.

I look at him.

"How?" 

He continues to look at the ground.

"They are risking their lives already just to deliver the message and then guns, if only a few were missing they could make up better excuses. Ans they cant stay here because they are getting us info" he explains.

I nod.

"I guess so" I sigh.

I turn around and walk to my room. I sit on the bed and stare out the window.

Stevens words still linger in my head. Dont fear death, compromise with it. 

I walk into the living room and turn the radio on. I flick through stations, static. I flip through one more time and music plays on one.

"Help....me..."  someone says and it turns static again.